Chapter 257 Behind Enemy Lines

In the restaurant, Cui Yuanyong invited Zhao Changhe to dinner. I originally wanted to talk about something serious, but after being reported by the book of troubled times, the topic naturally changed to this.

"I didn't expect that Dangtang Dibang actually died here. If it weren't for the notification in the Troubled Times Book, I'm afraid no one would have known about it. Such a strong person died silently." Cui Yuanyong sighed a little: "Why did he come to the Central Plains? Coming? No one will know if you don’t tell me.”

Zhao Changhe said: "He came to the Central Plains to cause trouble. He wanted to provoke the Wang family to directly rebel. This would not only make the Central Plains more chaotic, but also draw away Yanmen's troops. For the Hu people, it should be regarded as an important sabotage behind enemy lines during the war. Come on, something unexpected happened..."

"What accident?"

"The Wang family still knows what is right and what is right. Wang Daozhong personally shot and injured He Lei. He went back knowing that the matter could not be done."

Cui Yuanyong stared at him expressionlessly, while Zhao Changhe drank as if nothing had happened.

Cui Yuanyong was not without information. He thought about it silently and marveled secretly.

In this way, it was actually Zhao Changhe who eliminated the storm invisible. The method of blaming the king was a stroke of genius. It seemed like a casual remark, but it had a profound impact. Not only was the Hu people's plan aborted, but the possible connection between the Wang family and the Hu people was also blocked.

By the way, in fact, the connection between the Wang family and the Maitreya Cult was also destroyed by Zhao Changhe, who killed the Maitreya Cult envoy in front of the Wang family's gate...

Later in Jianhu City, it seems that He Lei's exposure was also because of Zhao Changhe?

It seems reasonable to say that all the troubles caused by the Hu people were ruined by Zhao Changhe, and that No. 7 on the ground list died of him.

It's a bit weird... On the surface, what he did doesn't seem to be a big deal, but the impact is surprisingly large. According to the sect, this is often determined by fate, and not ordinary people can afford it.

No wonder his father pays more and more attention to it now. He has to personally check almost every detail of the information about Zhao Changhe. Others still think that he is looking for his son-in-law. I'm afraid this is not the only thing... Did Xia Longyuan back then have such a fate that depends on the sky? Storm?

But I heard Zhao Changhe sighing to himself: "What I sigh about is that he is ranked seventh in the list, and his death has no sense of heroism. He is no different from ordinary shrimps."

"...There is still a difference. If anyone dies, the book of troubled times will not report it. Besides, how do you know whether the scene at that time was heroic or not? Maybe Suzaku also spent a lot of effort and finally issued a message to the tenacious opponent. A sigh of sympathy?"

Zhao Changhe complained: "Have you read too many scripts?"

Cui Yuanyong frowned and said, "Why, I think I would be able to do it!"

Zhao Changhe sneered: "You are you, Suzaku will take one look at his corpse and I will lose. That old woman..."

Cui Yuanyong also complained: "I know you understand old women very well."

Zhao Changhe: "... Damn you."

In fact, Zhao Changhe just saw that Xia Longyuan's sequelae had not yet recovered, and he felt like ants on the ground list. Cui Yuanyong certainly could not understand this feeling.

However, seeing Zhao Changhe's sigh, Cui Yuanyong could not help but feel a little infected. He sighed: "You are right, the seventh person on the Earth Ranking died so easily, what about us? I always feel that after practicing for so long, we are still like duckweeds. But I still have to practice.”

Zhao Changhe said: "Stop it, brother, I know you are already at the ninth level of Xuan Guan. Being of your generation, I am also under a lot of pressure."

"You are so stressed out. We are the same generation as you and are stressed out, okay? By the way, how do you know that I am a ninth grader?"

"Just a bluff. I think you won't fall behind. You are on par with Yue Hongling. How can you bear her being on the list? You are still a Qianlong? It should be more than a year since you entered the eighth level. It is not unusual to enter the ninth level. . Tell me, when do you plan to join the list?”

"Don't we still have to find opportunities to prove ourselves...According to the judgment of the Book of Troubled Times, Xue Canghai is on the list instead of me. This obviously thinks that I can't beat Xue Canghai. I don't accept it, don't let me see him."

Zhao Changhe couldn't laugh or cry, feeling that Master Xue was really unlucky.

The most embarrassing thing in Lao Xue's life was that he was singled out by Yue Hongling and was talked about by the world to this day. For the shame of blood, he probably didn't care about anything and kept cultivating desperately. He planned to give Yue Hongling an information gap next time they met. Therefore, the Blood God Sect has ceased operations in the past few months, which is probably related to this.

As a result, the report from the Book of Troubled Times suspected that he was going to vomit blood and had not concealed his strength, so the effect was half lost. Forget it, it still aroused the dissatisfaction and fighting spirit of Cui Yuanyong and other people who wanted to be listed, and they were as dazzling as fireflies in the dark night.

I guess Lao Xue is jumping around and scolding in the Blood God Sect at this moment. What idiot wrote a bad book, can he write a book?

Cui Yuanyong said again: "When we talk about taking exams, aren't you doing it better than anyone else? I haven't been practicing martial arts for a year, look at how many people have been left behind by you... Can you calculate how much time you have to rest peacefully? How much?"

Zhao Changhe thought for a while and secretly thought that it really couldn't be calculated. It felt like it might only be about ten days, when he and Tang Wanzhuang were in Suzhou.

Even at that time, I was still sorting out swordsmanship and learning piano... If there were such a volume in this world, I would probably go to the northern Qing Dynasty.

He took a sip of wine and smiled a little self-deprecatingly: "Yes, I am just a cabbage, and I am the one who is talking about cabbage."

Cui Yuanyong laughed so hard that he squirted out a sip of wine: "You are so interesting when you talk... If you are a dish, others are a loser. Where does the description of Juan come from? I have never heard of it but it feels inexplicably appropriate."

"Zhao Cuo dialect." Zhao Changhe suddenly asked: "Hey, it stands to reason that His Majesty can also speak Zhao Cuo dialect. Haven't you heard of it?"

"No, Your Majesty, you can't say so many weird things. I'm not from Zhaocuo, so I don't have the Zhaocuo dialect."

Zhao Changhe secretly thought that Xia Longyuan didn't know how he did this. He conquered the world and no other time traveler wanted to promote industrial transformation and the like. He lived completely like a native, and he might have happily leaked some things in front of him. modern words...

Many times, in order not to sound too weird when speaking, I consciously control it. Now that I have traveled through time for almost a year, I have leaked out fewer and fewer modern words. But how do I put it? I feel that many words are the most appropriate after I am used to them. I will think about it for a while. It's not easy to find a replacement, such as this volume. It's really difficult to be like Xia Longyuan.

This shows that Xia Longyuan was probably not very old when he traveled through time. He was probably a middle-aged boy. His environmental adaptability and plasticity were much higher than his own. This could also explain why his meridians were not as useless as his own. If we were to meet him at the same time, he would be a younger brother. Now that he is a father-in-law, he can only talk about the two concepts of "time and space", which are too mysterious.

Yes, Xia Longyuan is still in my mind, and this time it has a great impact on the soul. Zhao Changhe shook his head and returned to business intentionally: "You said you entrusted me with something, what was it?"

"In our chivalry camp, people from the martial arts camp basically come to help on their own initiative. Each has its own division of labor. Some join the army directly, while others organize elite squads to raid enemy lines. This is very suitable for people from the martial arts world. Of course, as I just said, there are also those who work alone. , I don’t know how many died.”

Zhao Changhe nodded: "Well, I think I am also suitable to be a special soldier to harass the enemy's rear. How about you give me a map indicating the forces and troop distribution, and I will go and have a look."

"There are environmental maps, but don't think about maps such as forces and troops. They have changed too much." Cui Yuanyong said: "Don't interrupt. What we are talking about now is that a team disappeared a few days ago. We don't know whether they are alive or dead. We are organizing manpower to scout in that direction. If you are lucky enough to be alive, you will be lucky to be able to rescue the person. "

"Are you planning to involve me in a search and rescue operation?"

"I think this suits you very well. You are fast, alert, and have a good brain. You are different from those swarming people in the world." Cui Yuanyong said, taking out a sheepskin map and pointing to a location. : "This is the topographic map of that area. There is a water source here. A tribe was originally stationed there. The information obtained was that there were not many people. I don't know why they fell so hard that not even one person escaped... maybe It’s not a trap. Anyway, someone with a clear mind needs to look at it.”

Zhao Changhe took the map and looked at it for a while, then put it in his arms happily: "Okay, I came here to find some specific work, so I knew that the knight camp was the right one."

Cui Yuanyong said seriously: "Don't die outside like He Lei."

Zhao Changhe said: "If you say so, I am worried about one thing..."

"Um?"

"Where is Yue Hongling?"

Cui Yuanyong's expression changed slightly: "That's not the case..."

"He Lei is so strong that he can die in the Middle Earth. What else can't be done? There are many strong people in the grassland."

Cui Yuanyong looked sad: "If you say so, it has indeed been a long, long time since I last saw Yue Hongling..."

"Fuck!" Zhao Changhe, who was still in the mood to eat, stood up suddenly and strode downstairs: "Boss, prepare some dry food for me... Yes, more, I need ten days' worth!"

Cui Yuanyong chased after him helplessly: "What are you in a hurry for? Can you find someone with a hundred days of dry food?"

"..."

"There is a yellow sand collection marked on the map. It is where the various tribes of the grassland trade. If you have the opportunity, you can go there to find out the news and get supplies. It is better than looking around like a headless fly... It's just that Remember, you must be careful, the level of confusion over there is far greater than that in Sword Lake City."